Black Wolf was pissed off.

They had lost six Death Eagles, which took a tremendous amount of time, energy, and resources to raise!

He looked at the main culprit and gritted his teeth.

"Kang Oh!"

The man assumed the form of a demon, and swung his twin demon swords! There was no one who wouldn't recognize the most well-known person in Arth.

He knew about Sephiro's red wyvern too, and it didn't take long for him to realize just how special it was.

Moreover...

The Phoenix!

It was a mythological creature!

He saw its strength with his own two eyes; the sight of a Death Eagle burned to nothing from the slightest touch of the Phoenix's flames.

That was why he ordered their retreat, despite having 34 Death Eagles left.

"Get out of here as fast as you can!"

"Yes, sir!"

The Death Eagles began to retreat from the battlefield.

"Captain, they're getting away." 

"Don't let them get away," Saladin yelled.

The wyverns forcefully flapped their wings in pursuit. Their numbers had gone down from 150 to 80.

Of course, Kang Oh had no intention of letting them go quietly.

He used Weapon Bombardment and said, "Rudy, Eternal Flame!"

One of the long, flaming feathers on Rudy's head pointed at the air. Then, bright yellow flames surged around...